Southern Gentleman

“Mmm- maaaaaybe-” Harvey purred. “But like in two minutes or so-” Harvey said, reaching up to run his hand across Reed’s chest languidly. “I couldn’t wait to be home today. To see you.”

Leaning down Reed kissed Harvey. "I missed you today as well." He whispered his hand cupping Harvey's face. His eyes staring into his. "Did you eat today?"

"I can relate to that yes." Reed admitted as he ran a hand through the strawberry curls. His eyes staring ahead as his hands gently rubbed his scalpe. "Would a nice shower help you out? Or a bath perhaps?" He asked as he glanced down to him offering a small smile to him.

send me a ‘ ♡ ’ and i’ll talk about what type of relationship i could see our muses having

personally I like to think steve’s birthday isn’t actually July 4th but someone asked him when his birthday was when he was doing his little show tour thingy and he just said it as an accident and/or a panic response in a bid to seem even more patriotic and everyone believed him and now it’s like 100 years later and he’s too deep in the lie to back out now bc he knows all the avenger’s would fucking publicly roast him if he admitted july 4th wasn’t actually his birthday- like he would literally never live that down- so he lives his life in fear that some bitch ass historian is gonna find his birth certificate and expose him 

Bucky tries to hand him a birthday card one cold December day, and Steve tackles him out a window before anyone else can see what he’s holding

RPers, please reblog this if you’re okay with ICONLESS threads!

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